Fruitless

VJ KnutsonLove, poetry, relationshipsanxiety, heartbreak, Love, worry5 Comments

Fruitless is worry –
useless sensitivity
undermining vibrancy –
love smitten are victims,
pause as memories rise
analyze old wounds

revile infatuations
pain threatening
uncertainty too rough
a ride – open arms
wilt with inactivity,
isolated, regretful,
ideals grounded,
smashed by
fruitless worry.

5 thoughts on “Fruitless”

manyofus1980 says:

January 27, 2018 at 4:05 am

awesome job, vj, great poem ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 27, 2018 at 5:03 am
  
  Thanks!
  
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Hiraa Chaudhry says:

January 31, 2018 at 11:26 am

This is something really beautiful and thought provocative.. The title says Fruitless, though this poem is food for thought.. 👌❤️

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 31, 2018 at 1:23 pm
  
  Thank you, Hiraa. Glad it’s not totally fruitless, lol.
  
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  1. Hiraa Chaudhry says:
    
    January 31, 2018 at 9:51 pm
    
    Lol. I like your sense of humor too. Cheers!!
    
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